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Moving On

Evelyn Herwitz · May 23, 2023 · 2 Comments

The last time I had a doctor’s appointment, I went without a mask. It was a few days after the Covid public health emergency was lifted in May, and masking in medical settings was no longer required. This felt strange, but liberating. I asked the medical assistant who took my vital signs how it felt to her. After three years of having to mask for work, she said, it was both odd and freeing. She found herself feeling for her mask to be sure it was in place and realizing it wasn’t there.

Don’t get me wrong. I think that masking has been an essential step toward reducing the spread of Covid and has helped to save lives. I’m sure it also kept me safer from other viruses. But I’m glad that we’ve moved on to be able to choose safely, for ourselves and others, when to mask and when it’s no longer necessary. So far, I’ve stayed healthy (knock on wood) despite not masking in a medical setting. I stopped masking in restaurants months ago, and in stores, and even on a long flight home from Germany in March, and still stayed well. Thank goodness.

I also got my second co-valent booster the first week it became available again for seniors. So that certainly helps give me an extra layer of invisible protection. And I remain meticulous about using hand sanitizer after touching public door handles, touch screens at check-out counters, elevator buttons, and using public restrooms. I did that before the pandemic, and I have never stopped. That’s just common sense.

Recently I noticed that Covid is no longer necessarily spelled with a capital C in news stories. I’m not sure if this coincided with the end of the public health emergency. It looks a bit odd, and I’m not quite yet ready to adopt that transition in my own writing. The virus has a long shadow. But perhaps this is just one more way that the pandemic has become endemic, like influenza, which is never capitalized and even has its own nickname, flu.

Covid is actually an abbreviation, already, of its full descriptor, corona virus disease. During the worst of the pandemic, I’d seen it shortened to ‘rona’ in casual texts and social media posts. Someday, perhaps, we’ll check off the annual rona shot on our fall medical to-do lists, along with flu shots.

Whatever you call it and however you spell it, all I can say is, to the best of our knowledge, thank goodness this very long, dark chapter has come to a close. As Dr. Sanjay Gupta wrote recently, while we still need to remain vigilant, now is the time to apply the hard lessons of the past three years, stay home when sick, be proactive about our health, and invest in staying well and living healthfully.

Stay safe out there.

Evelyn Herwitz blogs weekly about living fully with chronic disease, the inside of baseballs, turtles and frogs, J.S. Bach, the meaning of life and whatever else she happens to be thinking about at livingwithscleroderma.com. Please view Privacy Policy here.

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Greening

Evelyn Herwitz · May 9, 2023 · Leave a Comment

At long last, it finally feels like spring here in Central Massachusetts. Over the weekend, the sun came out, the temperature climbed to 70°F, and all the trees that had been waiting for the signal unfurled their leaves.

We are once again surrounded by green. And so, Al and I went for a hike on Sunday. He took me to a beautiful forested park with trails around a cascading stream. I hope these photos give you the aahhh sensation I felt while hiking. Enjoy!

Evelyn Herwitz blogs weekly about living fully with chronic disease, the inside of baseballs, turtles and frogs, J.S. Bach, the meaning of life and whatever else she happens to be thinking about at livingwithscleroderma.com. Please view Privacy Policy here.

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Chopin to the Rescue

Evelyn Herwitz · May 2, 2023 · 2 Comments

Last Thursday, I drove two hours in heavy traffic to Beth Israel Deaconess Medical Center in Boston to participate in a three-hour clinical study. As I wrote back in November, not long after I had a heart catheterization stress test, one of the cardiologists asked if I’d be willing to participate in a study to find a non-invasive alternative. I agreed, because the test was very unpleasant. If I could help to spare someone else that ordeal, I was willing.

So, after ignoring my GPS, which led me to the wrong side of the hospital, I finally found the parking garage and headed inside. (If you’ve ever been to the Longwood Avenue complex of medical centers in Boston, you’ll appreciate that this was no easy feat.) A pleasant research associate greeted me and reviewed the study protocol, which I had read in advance, so I knew, approximately, what I was in for: a six-minute walking test to establish my baseline, followed by an ECG, an IV insertion, a blood draw, then being hooked up again to an ECG for a 20 minute MRI, followed by up to 10 minutes peddling a recumbent bicycle, followed by a contrast dye infusion and another 30 minutes in the MRI. Not a cakewalk, but still better than the invasive procedure.

Now, I’m no fan of MRIs, which are loud and claustrophobic, and I was trying not to get anxious, anticipating THE BIKE. Last time I did this, I lasted three minutes before I felt really awful, because my pulmonary pressures skyrocketed. I was hoping that my new medication, more exercise in recent months, and better diaphragmatic breathing would all help.

So I really appreciated it when one of the researchers kindly asked if I’d like some music while in the MRI. I requested classical. “What kind of classical?” she asked. Really? You get a choice? I went for Chopin piano etudes, a favorite, and some of the most soothing music I could think of on the spot.

The walking test was easy. They set up two cones in a hallway of the research patients’ floor, and I kept a steady pace, back and forth, for the full six minutes with no issues. Ever the A student, I was pleased to know I was among the fastest walkers in the study, so far.

Then came the MRI. Lots of equipment to attach and adjustments to make as I lay on the bed that slides into the maw of that noisy monster. And, of course, it took two sticks to get a working IV in my arm, which is always the case. The final step was a set of earplugs to lessen the bangs and beeps, plus the headphones, and adjusting the volume so I could still hear Chopin. I hung onto every note of the beautiful melody as they slid me into the MRI and the study began.

The piano etudes were interrupted every few minutes by a recorded voice that instructed me when to breathe in, breathe out, then hold until I could breathe normally again. Beeeeep-bang-bang-bang-rumble-bang-bang-beep-beeeeep-bang. Ahh, Chopin.

I was glad when they rolled me out of the MRI, until the research tech told me that we weren’t done, yet, because the research software had crashed. Help was on the way. Fortunately, rebooting the computer solved the problem—and we were able to pick up where we left off. “Three million for the research software, but we’re still on a Microsoft platform,” he quipped.

Finally the first phase of MRI scans was completed and they rolled me out again, this time for THE BIKE. No headphones for this phase. I was on my own. I peddled up to the tempo they needed to boost my heart rate and made it through the first two minutes of resistance without a problem. “You’re like a metronome!” said the research tech. “Most people slow down and speed up.” “We aim to please,” I said, focusing on my breathing.

“On a scale of 1 to 10, how difficult is this?” asked another member of the team. I had trouble answering the question as she raised the resistance to the next level. “A 4?” I answered. Honestly, it was hard to assess while I was trying to manage my breathing. After about a minute at that resistance level, I began to feel some mild chest pressure, which I reported. I was able to finish another minute of peddling, and then they ended that part of the process. A good thing, because I could sense that I was going to start tanking soon.

Headphones back on, first dose of contrast dye infused, Chopin playing in my ears, I began to relax again—until the banging started up. At one point, there was some brrp-brrp-brrping that almost drowned out the music for what seemed like an eternity. I began to feel a bit claustrophobic, but at least could feel my legs outside the machine and even, sort-of, see them. The piano notes that I could catch were my buoy.

Finally, after a second infusion of dye and more banging and clanging, I was done. I felt a little shaky when I sat up, with help, but was soon able to walk back to the changing room and get dressed. They got the data they needed, and I survived without that awful shortness-of-breath feeling. I did my bit for medical science, and, I hope, for someone else down the line who can avoid having a mask with a breathing tub clamped to their face and a heart catheter threaded down their neck while peddling THE BIKE.

On my way out of the hospital, I rewarded myself with a glazed doughnut for the drive home. And just as I got back on the Mass Pike, what should be playing on my Sirius XM station? Chopin, of course.

Evelyn Herwitz blogs weekly about living fully with chronic disease, the inside of baseballs, turtles and frogs, J.S. Bach, the meaning of life and whatever else she happens to be thinking about at livingwithscleroderma.com. Please view Privacy Policy here.

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A Big Apple Birthday

Evelyn Herwitz · April 25, 2023 · 4 Comments

Last Tuesday was my 69th birthday, so what better way to celebrate than to spend it in New York City, one of my favorite places in the world. I hadn’t been to New York since before the pandemic, which was rather stunning to realize as I planned our overnight jaunt. So, we made the most of it.

On Monday afternoon, we left our car in New Haven and took the train (seniors get a 50 percent discount—a definite advantage of aging) to Grand Central, then walked to our hotel, called (how could I resist?) The Evelyn, just north of Madison Square Park in so-called NoMad. Not only was the hotel’s name appealing, but also the decor—Art Deco and themed to nearby Tin Pan Alley, the birthplace of popular American music at the turn of the 20th century. The row of buildings on West 28th Street where songs like Give My Regards to Broadway by George M. Cohan and Take Me Out to the Ball Game by Albert Von Tilzer were composed and published have been preserved, although, true to New York’s evolving neighborhoods, they now house a group of wholesale hat and scarf importers.

On Monday night, we had dinner in the East Village at Caravan of Dreams, which serves creative and delicious vegan organic dishes, quite a treat. After a restful sleep, we spent much of Tuesday at the Museum of Modern Art. There is currently a fantastic, curated retrospective of the museum’s collection, including works by German expressionists and some Bauhaus pieces that I wanted to see. But there is always so much to savor at MoMA, and it was great to be back.

We had lunch at the museum’s Terrace Cafe, and when I ordered a slice of chocolate cake with raspberry sauce (one of my favorite flavor combinations) to split with Al, he informed our waiter that it was my birthday. Soon the waiter returned with the cake and a candle and a song, and when he finished, the whole place applauded. I felt very celebrated and grateful. And the delicious cake was on the house.

All in all, a wonderful way to mark #69. Here are some photos of favorites. Enjoy.

“Storm Clouds Above Manhattan” by Louis Lozowick (1935)

 

“Modjesko, Soprano Singer” by Kees van Dongen (1908)

 

Decorative dividers, including Frank Lloyd Wright stained glass and woven hanging by Annie Albers

 

“Wind Tunnel Construction, Fort Peck Dam, Montana” by Margaret Bourke-White (1936)

 

“Broadway Boogie Woogie” by Piet Mondrian (1942-43)

 

“Dr. Mayer-Hermann” by Otto Dix (1926)

 

Bauhaus tableware

 

“Around the Fish” by Paul Klee (1926)

 

View in the Sculpture Garden

Evelyn Herwitz blogs weekly about living fully with chronic disease, the inside of baseballs, turtles and frogs, J.S. Bach, the meaning of life and whatever else she happens to be thinking about at livingwithscleroderma.com. Please view Privacy Policy here.

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Harbingers of Spring

Evelyn Herwitz · April 11, 2023 · 2 Comments

At last, the weather is warming here in Central Massachusetts, and we’re turning green again. I’m always struck by the subtleties of early spring, how the tiniest buds and flowers emerge before I notice. And then, all of sudden, so much color. It always gives me such a lift.

You don’t have to go far to find these verdant harbingers. Here are a few glimpses from around our home. Enjoy!

Evelyn Herwitz blogs weekly about living fully with chronic disease, the inside of baseballs, turtles and frogs, J.S. Bach, the meaning of life and whatever else she happens to be thinking about at livingwithscleroderma.com. Please view Privacy Policy here.

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